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The Bodhisattva of Sunlight held the Buddhist IOU in his hand, his palms covered in cold sweat.

He understood the meaning of the guiding saint.

Preserve the fruit position.

The physical body will be discussed later.

Those four words were even more painful than being hit with a stick.

The Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta is lying right in front of me.

The hundred-foot-tall white lion has a single horn on its head, is entirely white, and wears a golden dragon tendon rein around its neck.

This physical body is no ordinary mount.

This is the true form of a peak Great Luo Golden Immortal.

The Western religion has cultivated its core facade for countless years.

If only the position of Buddhahood is redeemed, the physical body remains.

After returning, will Mahasthamaprapta still be considered Mahasthamaprapta?

Perhaps all that's left is to hang a memorial tablet on Mount Sumeru, inscribed with "Former Bodhisattva".

The Adam's apple bobbed as the Bodhisattva of Sunlight moved.

"Young benefactor Lin Dasheng."

"This matter concerns the face of our Western religion."

Lin Dasheng simply waved his hand.

"Don't talk to me about face."

"You Western religions have this kind of thing?"

Lin Yan chuckled.

The purple flame flickered in my palm.

"They have it."

"It's very thin, it'll burn up quickly."

Lin Huang kept turning the abacus, without even looking up.

"I can't save face."

"You can trade it for three low-grade spirit stones."

Bodhi Patriarch stood to the side, feeling a tightness in his chest.

This is not an insult.

This is like cutting the entire face of Western religion into pieces and then selling them by weight.

Sunlight Bodhisattva gritted his teeth.

"All the valuables I possess are valued at 120,000."

"The remaining 2.88 million, this humble monk writes an IOU in the name of the Western Paradise Bodhisattva Sunlight."

Lin Huang immediately corrected him.

"It's not two million eight hundred and eighty thousand."

"Nine out, thirteen back."

"If you take 120,000 now, according to the rules, you can only get 90% of it."

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight felt a chill run down his spine.

"You need to calculate all of this?"

Lin Huang looked up and stared at him as if he were a fool.

"Of course, debts must be settled."

Lin Ze is not here.

But Lin Huang had learned Lin Ze's cold face.

At that moment, at such a young age, he actually resembled the finance department of the Pangu Palace.

"The same rule applies to the debts your Western religion owes to the underworld."

"Even saints have signed it."

"You, a Bodhisattva, think you can be more special than a saint?"

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight was completely speechless.

Bodhi Patriarch's face darkened even more.

The issue of the saint's IOU is a perpetual source of pain for Western religions.

Lin Dasheng grew impatient.

"Fourteenth Brother, hurry up and calculate."

"I'm still waiting to ride the lion back for a spin."

The white lion trembled violently.

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight felt a pang of sadness.

Brother Mahasthamaprapta, please bear with it.

At least redeem the Bodhisattva status first.

Whether there will be a chance to escape the lion's body in the future depends on the arrangements of the sage.

He endured the humiliation and rewrote the amount on the IOU.

He owes Pangu Palace 2.88 million top-quality immortal stones.

According to the calculation of nine outs and thirteen returns.

Three million seven hundred and forty-four thousand top-grade immortal stones will be repaid within one Yuanhui.

If the payment is overdue, the interest will double.

If they default on their debt, Pangu Palace can go to Mount Sumeru to retrieve the collateral on its own.

When the Bodhisattva of Sunlight wrote the last sentence, his hand was shaking.

The phrase "moving the collateral themselves" is too harsh.

Given the style of the people at Pangu Temple, this isn't just copying.

This is mountain demolition.

He hesitated before looking up.

"Could you please revise the last one?"

Lin Wu remained silent.

The tip of the God-Slaying Spear was thrust forward.

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight immediately bowed his head.

"This humble monk thinks it is very well written."

The IOU is formed.

Golden Buddhist script floated to Lin Huang's front.

Lin Huang didn't accept it directly, but looked at Lin Jian instead.

Lin Jian's Heavenly Eye shone with silver light.

The few small Buddhist absolution symbols hidden in the IOU were instantly revealed by the light.

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight's heart stopped.

Lin Jian's tone was indifferent.

"You still want to leave a backdoor?"

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight was deathly pale.

"It's a habit, I've gotten used to writing it."

Lin Yan directly spat out a small wisp of purple fire.

Those exemption runes instantly burned into black smoke.

The flames traced a circle along the edge of the IOU, burning away all the hidden Buddhist tricks.

Lin Huang then put the IOU away with satisfaction.

"Now let's discuss the details of the redemption."

Sunlight Bodhisattva took a deep breath.

"This humble monk, acting on the decree of the sage, has redeemed the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta."

Lin Dasheng immediately patted the white lion's head.

"This one isn't for sale."

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight almost collapsed.

"Didn't you just say it was possible to redeem it?"

Lin Dasheng spoke with righteous indignation.

"I said if you want to take the whole thing, you'll have to pay extra."

"You didn't add it."

Lin Huang nodded as well.

"Three million is just the basic fine."

"It's not the full ransom."

Sunlight Bodhisattva felt a sweet taste in his throat.

He suddenly understood why the Sage of Guidance only spoke of preserving one's position.

It's not that the saint didn't want to redeem his physical body.

It's unaffordable.

He closed his eyes.

"This humble monk wishes to redeem the relics of Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva."

As soon as those words were spoken...

The eyes of the white lion Mahasthamaprapta went completely dark.

The relics of his attainment of Buddhahood represent the foundation of his Buddhist practice accumulated over many years.

Even after the relics leave the body, the primordial spirit can still return to Mount Sumeru for nourishment.

But his physical body remained, and his true form as a white lion became Lin Dasheng's mount.

From then on, the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta of the Western Paradise and the white lion mount of the Pangu Temple were forcibly separated into two parts.

This is not about saving lives.

This is a dismemberment-style stop-loss.

The Great Power wants to roar.

But only a low, lion-like roar escaped his throat.

Lin Dasheng looked down at him.

"What are you howling about?"

"The fruit of your position belongs to you, the physical body to me; it's perfectly fair."

"I, Old Sun, haven't taken your soul; I've already been very principled."

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight had a grayish complexion.

Is this what you call being moral?

What does it mean to be unethical?

Lin Wu looked at Da Shi Zhi and said coldly, "Choose or discard."

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight took a step forward, then immediately stopped.

The God-Slaying Spear still bound him.

Lin Jian's Heavenly Eye didn't move away either.

He could only cautiously ask, "May this humble monk personally retrieve the relics of Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva?"

Lin Dasheng thought for a moment.

"no."

"Who knows if you'll steal my lion?"

Lin Huang nodded.

"Let the old man get it."

He pointed to Bodhi Patriarch.

Bodhi Patriarch froze.

"This humble Taoist priest?"

Lin Yan looked at him.

"Aren't you good at healing?"

"I was just thinking of secretly getting treatment."

Bodhi Patriarch's lips trembled, and he almost cursed out loud.

That's called stealth rescue.

It's not about healing.

But now everything he says is wrong.

Lin Dasheng shoved the broken brush into his arms.

"Old man, don't brush the fur yet."

"Take out the shiny thing from the lion's belly."

"If you dare damage my mount, I'll tear down the remaining half of your cave's door frame too."

Bodhi Patriarch almost fainted.

The Fangcun Mountain he painstakingly developed is now reduced to just a door frame that can still be used as a threat.

Even the Bodhisattva of Sunlight is numb.

Let the good corpse of Zhunti personally extract the relics of the fruition from the body of Mahasthamaprapta, and then leave the body to Lin Dasheng as his mount.

When this news gets back to Mount Sumeru, Master Jieyin will probably be spitting blood again.

Bodhi Patriarch walked step by step to the white lion.

Mahasthamaprapta looked up at him.

His eyes were filled with pain, humiliation, and a hint of an instinctive cry for help.

Bodhi Patriarch felt a pang of pain in his heart.

He couldn't save him.

It cannot be recognized.

It cannot be exposed.

He could only pretend that he was a poor old man forced to work.

"Bear with it."

He said in a low voice.

These two words were spoken very lightly.

So quiet that only the white lion could hear it.

Mahasthamaprapta closed his eyes, and the lion's body trembled violently.

Bodhi Patriarch reached out and placed his hand on the white lion's brow.

The sage's true nature was not to be revealed outwardly; he could only use the most ordinary esoteric magic to carefully guide the Buddhist fruition deep within the primordial spirit of the Great Power Master.

It was a golden relic.

It contains the Buddha's light, vows, and spiritual attainments of Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva over countless years.

It is also the final root of his identity as a "Bodhisattva".

Golden relics gradually emerged from between the white lion's eyebrows.

The Great Strength Bodhisattva convulsed in pain, its enormous claws carving deep trenches into the ground.

Lin Dasheng immediately stepped on his head.

"Don't move."

"If I scratch the floor tiles, I'll have to pay for it."

Tears streamed down the white lion's face.

This isn't from crying in pain.

This is humiliation.

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name, but his mind was in turmoil.

The more he looked, the more he felt that Western teachings were finished.

Bodhi Patriarch finally retrieved the relic of the fruition stage.

The moment the golden light left the body, the Buddhist majesty on the white lion visibly faded away.

What remained was a hundred-foot-tall beast, bound by reins, ridden by monkeys, and resigned to its fate.

Lin Huang reached out and swiped.

The relics were in his hands first.

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight was in a hurry.

"That was redeemed by this humble monk."

Lin Huang looked at it over and over again.

"Check for any smuggled goods."

Lin Yan leaned over and took a sniff, then immediately wrinkled his nose.

"It stinks, but there are no traps."

Lin Jian scanned it with his Heavenly Eye.

"No hidden door."

Lin Huang then tossed the relic to the Bodhisattva of Sunlight.

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight caught the relic and quickly absorbed it into his pure light.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At least their positions were preserved.

But the next moment, Lin Dasheng's voice rang out again.

"Alright, you can take the fruit."

"This white lion's body belongs to me, Old Sun, for permanent use."

The expression on the face of the Bodhisattva of Sunlight changed.

"permanent?"

Lin Dasheng took it for granted.

"certainly."

"I've ridden this mount before, it smells like my Pangu Palace."

"Even if I return it to you now, you still can't afford to support them."

Lin Huang nodded and added insult to injury.

"And you're poor."

Lin Yan applied even more drastic measures.

"It still smells bad."

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight felt as if he was about to split open.

He gritted his teeth and said, "If this humble monk brings back the title of Buddha, how can I explain it to the Sage?"

Lin Dasheng hoisted the golden cudgel onto his shoulder.

"Just tell them that the lion is staying with me for further studies."

"When I, Old Sun, get tired of riding it, I'll consider renting it to you guys to take a look."

"Rental fee is separate."

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight experienced waves of darkness before his eyes.

Let them take a look.

What kind of despicable thing is this?

Bodhi Patriarch stood beside the white lion, his heart bleeding as he listened.

The fact that Mahasthamaprapta's physical body remains here means that the Western religion's humiliating livestream can continue.

Brush the fur today.

Tomorrow we'll wash the hooves.

The day after tomorrow, I might be dressed in red and colorful decorations and ridden by monkeys to tour the prehistoric world.

The Bodhi Patriarch dared not even imagine it.

Thinking about him again makes me want to vomit blood.

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight suppressed his anger.

"Then this humble monk will take away a wisp of Brother Mahasthamaprapta's life essence to nurture the relics on Mount Sumeru."

Lin Jian looked at Lin Huang.

Lin Huang thought for a moment.

"Can."

"An additional fee will be charged for extracting your innate aura."

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight closed his eyes.

"How many?"

Lin Huang fiddled with the abacus a couple of times.

"I'll give you 100,000 because you're pitiful."

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight remained silent for a long time before taking out the last jade pendant he kept close to his body from his sleeve.

That was the protective jade given to him by the Medicine Buddha.

He usually couldn't bear to use it.

Today, we have no choice but to hand it over.

Lin Huang took the jade pendant and glanced at it.

"Barely enough to cover 80,000."

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight suppressed the urge to vomit blood.

"The remaining 20,000 will also be outstanding."

Lin Huang nodded in satisfaction.

"sensible."

Bodhi Patriarch suddenly realized that the Bodhisattva of Sunlight had begun to adapt to the rules of the Pangu Palace.

This is the most terrible.

Lin Jian raised his hand, and a beam of silver light from his Heavenly Eye swept across the white lion's brow, cutting out a very faint trace of its innate aura and sealing it into the jade bottle brought by the Bodhisattva of Sunlight.

The movements were clean.

Not a single point was awarded.

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight received the jade bottle, and finally felt a little more at ease.

At least I can go back and report back.

Although this task was very embarrassing to complete.

Just as he was about to take his leave, Lin Wu suddenly spoke.

"etc."

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight felt a sudden contraction in his heart.

"Is there anything else?"

Lin Wu looked at his empty storage bowl.

"You came to Fangcun Mountain and scared your little brother."

"Apologize."

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight was bewildered.

Scared?

He was surrounded by five children; who was scaring whom?

Lin Dasheng immediately straightened his chest.

"Yes, you scared me, Old Sun."

"The compensation for emotional distress has already been calculated."

"But the apology hasn't been given yet."

The lips of the Bodhisattva of Sunlight trembled.

Lin Jian's Heavenly Eye brightened a little.

Lin Wu slightly suppressed the murderous intent at the tip of his spear.

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight immediately bowed his head and clasped his hands together in prayer before Lin Dasheng.

"This humble monk has been reckless and has disturbed the young benefactor's refined enjoyment."

"Please forgive me, young benefactor."

Lin Dasheng nodded in satisfaction.

"OK."

"The attitude was passable."

"Get lost."

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight turned around and wanted to leave.

But Lin Huang called him back again.

"IOU stamped."

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight turned his head stiffly.

"Does it need a stamp?"

Lin Huang pointed to Bodhi Patriarch.

"Let the old man put his fingerprint as a witness."

Bodhi Patriarch's eyes widened instantly.

"I am merely a wandering cultivator from Fangcun Mountain; what business is it of mine?"

Lin Yan said quietly, "You smell the same."

Lin Dasheng walked over carrying his stick.

"Old man, press."

"If you don't press it, I'll think you're guilty."

Bodhi Patriarch's whole body stiffened.

By pressing the button, he is essentially witnessing that the Western religion owes money to the Pangu Temple.

If he didn't press the button, the five children would immediately become suspicious of him.

He looked at the Bodhisattva of Sunlight.

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight is looking at him.

The two remained silent for a long time.

Bodhi Patriarch finally reached out and, in a most humiliating manner, pressed a mystical hand seal onto the IOU.

Lin Huang smiled as soon as the handprint was made.

"it is good."

"We have both witnesses and physical evidence."

Bodhi Patriarch felt a chill in his heart.

He suddenly felt like he had been tricked even more deeply.

The Bodhisattva of Sunlight, carrying his relics and life essence, tore through the void and fled, covered in dust and grime.

But as soon as he left, Lin Dasheng patted the white lion's head.

"Let's go, big lion."

"Run two laps for me, Old Sun."

The white lion closed its eyes and stood up in humiliation.

Bodhi Patriarch was just about to retreat back to his cave.

Lin Huang threw a pile of storage bowls, jade pendants, and relic discount lists in front of him.

"Old man, don't go."

"The ransom is not finished yet."

Bodhi Patriarch's legs went weak on the spot.